Blake’s PovFinally, we were in Ridge’s house, where I had first met his mother, where he had first asked me to make the decision of whether or not I wanted to be with him. I was in my room… our room; Ridge’s and I, arranging my clothes. I needed to make this house mine, change some of the interior designs. Nabi was somewhere in the house, trying to clean everywhere, and I was planning to join her soon. About some moments later, I was done with my clothes so I stood up to leave the room, when my phone rang. I grabbed my phone to see who the caller was but there was no name on the screen. It said an unknown caller was right there. Frowning, I stood there staring at the phone for a moment, thinking to myself whether or not I should pick it, who it could be, and why they were calling. Finally, I picked up the call and pressed the phone to my ear. “Hello?” I said, but I heard nothing at the other end. There was silence as I stood there waiting, so I pulled the phone back t
Ridge’s PovOur honeymoon would be over in two days, and I was still nit satisfied with the alone time I had with Blake here at the beach house. That crazy ass woman had came here to ruin everything, then my family had showed up as well. Now, we only had a few days to ourselves. Okay, maybe one day shy of one week but still… I sighed as I rubbed my face and closed the laptop in front of me. I was too tired to continue with this, so I would just have to make it later or tomorrow. A knock sounded on the door of the study as soon as I started to get up. “Come in,” I said and it was Nabi. “Good evening, alpha. Luna asked me to get you for dinner.” she said. “She cooked?” I asked and she nodded. “Oh, I see. Okay then. Tell her I'll be right there.” I said. “Okay sir,” Nabi nodded her head, and started to turn, but she stopped and said. “That reminds me, Alpha, when you leave the beach house in three days, do you want me to go with you or do you want me to go back to the pack
Jas. The space for the bakery Ridge told Roman to take me to was nice, and I was still looking around before I heard Roman talking to someone in the front room. I was in the back room, where the baking would happen, so I had to go back there to see who it was. “I’ve told you, Julia. You don’t have to come all the way here to ask me that.” I heard Roman said. “But I know you won’t answer my text. What should I do then?” I heard Julia asked back. So Julia was here? I understood the fact that she liked Roman, but I wasn’t sure how he felt about her too. I smiled, before I stepped out into the room. I stepped into the front room just in time to see Julia standing a little too close to Roman, arms crossed, head tilted with that confident, polished grace she always carried. She was smiling… but not at me. Not yet. Roman, on the other hand, looked vaguely uncomfortable. His hands were tucked into his back pockets, his jaw tense the way it always got when he was trying to be polite
Blake’s Pov I chuckle as I pull up the messaging app on my phone, grinning from ear to ear when I saw it was Ridge that texted me. Blake: I thought you were supposed to be in a meeting right now, Ridge. With a small smile, I pressed send and waited, already imagining his face when he read it; probably pretending to be annoyed but secretly amused. I was still at Kenny’s but she had gone inside to bring her supposed wedding gift for me, one she had gotten but unable to send to me, because of how the pack house wasn't receiving any deliveries, and that was why I was able to text Ridge back. A few seconds later, his reply came through. Ridge: I am. But I'm good at multitasking, remember? Thinking about you and negotiating land rights. Guess which one I’m doing better at. I snorted, biting back a smile. Blake: Hopefully not the land rights. Ridge: Correct. You’re a major distraction, Mrs. Sterling. I could feel my cheeks heating up at that, even though no one was around to see i
Blake’s Pov I was meeting Kenny today at our old apartment, so I was beside Roman as he drove me there. We were almost there, but I still couldn't wait to see her. The last time I had seen her was during the wedding. Although, it was only a week and some days ago, but I still couldn't wait. She had been my rock during those years I was suffering this town’s backlash for what my father did. She had been the first person to be nice to me, before some few people joined as well. I couldn't wait to talk to her, get her about everything that had been happening for those few days we've been apart, the Erin drama, the way she was taken away, and then the bond between my husband and I. I glanced out the window as Roman made a left turn onto the familiar street, my stomach fluttering with anticipation. The neighborhood hadn’t changed much; there was still the same uneven sidewalks, same rust-stained fire hydrant on the corner, same sun-faded awning above the tiny bodega that always s
Ridge’s PovWhen I came up the stairs, my only intention was to let Blake know my sisters and mom were heading out. Julia had been fussing with one of her bags and nearly forgot her phone, again, and Mom wanted to say goodbye properly. Nina had suggested to come up and get Blake but I offered instead, figuring I would steal a kiss from my wife while I was at it, before telling her to come downstairs for a minute. But when I stepped into our room, everything changed. The first thing I noticed was the quiet. Not just the absence of sound; but that warm, intimate quiet that only existed when she was here, relaxed and safe. She was curled up in bed, tangled in the sheets, her breathing soft and even. Her hair was a mess of dark waves around her face, her lips parted slightly. She looked peaceful… until she let out a soft moan. I froze in the doorway. She shifted, her legs rubbing together slowly under the sheet. Another sound slipped out of her, this one breathier, needier. My coc